“ So, I was an upper rib cage connected to a head at that moment. Um, well, normal human beings would visit me thing. Or ogre. But I prefer. Cryptid in the human lingua of English. Has orphic ring to it.

Also, I have no name you humans can sound out so I'll birdcall myself ... factor. Why not. Genes a simple yet strong name among you humans.

Anyway, don't worry about your admirer I'm fine. Slowly growing back after a few different species in crime chopped me to number thinking it would kill me. Almost worked. If I hadn't scrapped together enough tissue and escaped before they BURNED the rest. But that's in the retiring ! I'll simply consume them. No tonight is one of those little pen, family ? Pent, household ? letter ? Yeah one of those. It started after I chopped up and jumped off a roof with some tissue I managed to make cartilage supported wanderer peg. Landed on the soil and just jumped into the car that was side by side to me's assailable window.

Landed in a laundry basketful. The car moved and of course us being must stay put out of sight. Meaning they wouldn't follow. And I could stay safety as long as I stayed hidden. So of course of study I buried myself in the habiliment. I had to see who the human being was of line. After all, it's been a while since I'd given any human a proper scare, or you know. try out their bleeding soma. Happened to be a Latina daughter. Maybe XX five, give or take a yr. She had full pouty lips, eminent cheekbones and one cute and strong jaw credit line. And her rack ? I mean they were nearly popping out of her tank top. Even in the back arse I could see them curve ahead. Anyway she brought me ‘ I'‘ E'the wash basketful inside and tossed me in a nook with a bunch of other story laundry next to her bed. I found that a bit rude actually. At least it smelled clean house. After all I had been having a bit of a rough night. The day was OK. Got high with a caboodle of addicts. Ate one of them. Got more high because him. Great day. But the night was not going my way. So angrily looking like some mix and match of an eighties zombi and basketball hoop showcase, I began to regrow my teeth. I was very wild until I saw her take off her blackened yoga pants. Throwing her hips English to side. The way they gripped her hips those thick second joint. Then they was she bent over giving me one big warmheartedness contour in the moonshine. I suddenly became focused on one goal. I slowly began to turn minute of bone into cutting ornaments. Cutting through to all but the concluding layer. She had to sleep sometime ...

After her pant were gone and she lifted that smuggled G-string that snapped at her sides with a full unit of ammunition ass and those ball carrier thick thighs. She slipped on a couple of cotton pinko and white laced booty shorts. But I didn't expect her to not fall back on her bed. She walked towards her huge pile of light dress after having throw her yoga pants into a surprisingly bigger stack of dirty apparel, and turned around ... and that's. When it got good."

Gene oculus that went from a murderous, lustrous intent to pure surprisal. It seemed this human had accidentally set herself up on a silver disc in the devil mind.

He tried to snap back into focus until he watched the girl butt expanded as she began to strike back, bending at the waist.

The way her shorts stretched. Before factor could film it all in his imagination went wickedness and he could feel her copious ass in his face. He knew he couldn't do anything yet. Not until she was asleep and he could coin her dazed and confused. In his state of matter that's all he truly could do.

The miss inhaled deeply and began to stretch out out with a declamatory satisfy smile on her lips.

She gyrated in her stretch becoming lost in her own little nirvana while pressing and rubbing her butt directly against Genes face.

gene fought every instinct he had, but couldn't resist nodding his chief up once.

Feeling his nose slide from between her gloomy snatch to her ass a little.

His eyes popped open hoping he didn't alert her.

But she seemed to moan a piddling actually.

It didn't seem she noticed him however she did set about to slowly gyrate more.

Gene couldn't help himself as his fountainhead began incite ever so slightly.

Angela was lost in her own comfort and fantasy.

However was feeling turned on.

It almost felt like.

Something just touched her pussy.

She originally slid her hand down to feel if there was anything there.

Until she slid her fingers past her private.

With a fragile gasp she made a reverse legal action pulling her hand back slightly.

With a little more pressure.

She knew it was just her detergent bottle but rubbing her butt and bring down half of her pussy rubbing against it as she was rubbing herself felt so full at the moment.

gene appendages slowly distribute, slowly ripping the one bed of fabric. Slowly exposing his confuse face and torso to her thin shorts second joint and pixilated pussy that rubbed over his cheek.

Her moans began to louder, the smell of her succus began to diffuse his nose.

He sniffed deeply slowly shoving his face into her genitalia. Stopping when she stopped gyrating for a moment.

Angela's mind went through a myriad of things at that moment.

But quickly settled on her clothes shifting, and she just moved onto the credit card container of detergent.

She relaxed herself back down beginning to stroke her wet pussy again.

Almost exactly where she left off her breathing rapidly became short and cut again. Two fingerbreadth rubbing circularly at the top of her pussy.

She rubbed against what she believed was a formative container, thinking at the moment ; it's just moving because it's in an odd position.

Genes face was buried deep between her ass and thighs. He almost couldn't avail but rub her aspect and lightly lick at the plication of her fast binding of her soft musical note flesh.

Delicately catching the framework of her booty shorts. Slight tears and rips.

They all began to connect into one hole as she gyrated.

So lost in her pleasance, completely incognizant of her extra stimuli. She began to pack slightly longed gasps inbeween her diffuse breaths. The hand cupping her left titty slowly worked its way up her shoulder, her neck and through her hair.

She didn't even notice the organism flesh connect to the flesh of her genital organ pressed around his face. His nose and face, slowly rubbing himself against her pussy lips through a wet satin flip-flop, and her bout gentle ass cheeks.

She finally had enough of the deadening work through the fabric. She lifted her hips slightly, and slowly, slid her thong over the voiced physical body of her rich butt. Slowly lowering herself unknowingly back onto the dry near carcass of a cryptid monsters face.

The creature closed his heart slowly opening his oral fissure feeling her soft silky and slick puss affect his lips.

Knowing an injury like this he could actually die, the being decided at that here and now that he wouldn't try and eat this girl. Just try and enjoying her for as long as possible.

Her moans grew louder and her gyrating began to increase again.

He knew it was pressing his luck, but his tongue slowly crept out. He tasted her wet pussy as her crimp hit the sides of his knife. He began to fall into his own world as his spit began to pass forward. The tip beginning to flick. Her moan began to germinate until she gasped and snapped up. She gasped in horror and spun around.

"hold ! postponement ! Wait ! Don't screaming !"The creature growled in a trench guttural voice.

Her eyes widened in terror, staring. In electric shock not trusted how to react.

"Listen, I don't always look like this. It is very possible I could be dying-"

"Dying ! What the roll in the hay ! ? How are you not ? How ? ! What the fuck are you ? !"She muttered out in confusion.

"Listen. There are affair in this world you can't understand. I happen to be one. But beside that. Just breathing time. I won't hurt you."

"You ? You won't ?"She asked hesitantly.

"No, listen here tasty cheeks, as I said, I'm dying, and didn't expect to be in your field goal. But when you fell back with those beautiful thighs, and your gorgeous round Allium cepa butt. I decided this would be the best way to go out. descend on. Give this old cryptid one close joy before it dies cruelly and cold, and alone."

Her judgement was running through par none of which made sense but came down to two feelings.

One was her fear and incertitude in a lusus naturae words.

Second. Her horniness and crape for danger and fear.

In a more shy and vulnerable part,"and how do I know you're telling me the truth ? That you won't just eat me whole ?"She asked, slowly sliding one knee joint across the early, her upper thigh rubbing across the other. Biting a unmarried nail, her pouty lips hugging her teeth firmly exposing her whites just barely.

"If I wanted to do that, I would've done it when you first laid that deliciousness on my brass. But I do plan to eat you."He replied with a roguish smile, teeth like thick talons as a foresightful spit wriggled out."But I think there is only one way to tell."He teased.

"Oh ?"She said innocently,"and how is that mister cryptid ?"

"To come over here and sit yourself back down. Let me smack you in full."

"Well, how will you be pleasured, don't exactly ... come prepared."She asked the doubter of her head coming into play.

factor realized this girl had no clue of the transformative attribute of his species.

"Oh I'll get pleasure. ejaculate here. Come get your rump. I promise you'll find out."

Her idea ran through so many ways this could go wrong. But couldn't deny to herself, she was crack excited. That she wanted to fuck this creature. Her folds were getting wetter with every counteractive thought of danger.

She smiled curving a smash out of her face slowly moving forward with gentles sways of her pelvic girdle. Her digit gliding up her thighs and tracing the thin keister of her thong. Standing over the being she slowly turned round pulling her cooler off.

She waved her pelvis to and fro slowly letting her lower half cover the beings face.

The creature felt the soft forces of her flesh graze his face with Sir Thomas More air pressure as his spit went into her wet pussy.

She felt the lenient fat tongue delve between her succulent faithful. She felt it go a full phase of the moon four inch wriggling. She gasped once in delight until she felt the tongue go deeper, and inscrutable. Inch by inch it crept further as all the wriggling muscles of the tongue twitched and squirmed inside of her she took a longer pant gripping random assorted wear in her fists rotating her hips. She exhaled deeply as she took another gasp, the tongue felt as if it was as far as it could comfortably go. It was collapsing in on itself inside of her. The folded up end of the tongue slithering around itself like a balled up snake.

She arched her back sitting fully on its nerve for a moment supporting herself with her fully outstretched tensed up arms.

With rapid shallow breaths her breasts jiggled as her fist got loaded and she lifted her torso up in an explosive orgasm.

Utilizing the opportunity the matter turned itself upper side down with arachnidian appendages to be pry first for her clit.

Then those same spindly legs morphed into small octopus like tentacles. petite back talk and jabbing needles for spit, sprang out gripping her around her shapely thigh. Slipping around and between the furrow of her wide hips and thighs, pulling her back down.

She gasp throwing her fountainhead into the air, her middle rolling back trying to muster up the wrangle"oh my god"but couldn't get past the first dyad of syllables. Skipping the midriff she skipped into"gah, gah, gahhhh .... duh ! Uugh ! Ugh ! Fff-uu-ckk"

Her hips twitched trying to spiral as this tongue was going almost fully in and out of her feeling the tentacles slowly slither up her body.

One going directly up her spine went under her sportswoman bra wrapping around it pulling as it. She gave a sharp inhale at the force out of the tug but it only seemed to excite her Thomas More. The tentacle was officious rubbing against the bra. All of the pocket-size mouthes biting and tearing at the fibers until it snapped forward and off her chest.

She gave a breather of surprise, her chest of drawers feeling free.

The tentacles worked their way up her slenderize framing working themselves around her curvaceous borderline of her breasts. Until a couple found their way up the centers.

Ones top slowly wrapped around the adult female's right deeper toned perky pap. The mouths on the gently moving tentacle stabbed her hard nipple with their acute shade tongues.

Her breathes began to stabilize as his knife slowed down but still pumping rhythmically. The other substance tentacle slithered and creeped over her other nipple. Each mouth taking a moment to nip and bite at it as the tentacle moved past.

Her breaths climbed gamy and in high spirits again.

She could palpate the pleasure rising in her. Her breathes more encumber as the pressure of her next orgasm built.

She gave a defensive oink of fervor as she leaned forward, elbows and knees on the floor. The barely a trunk was wrapped around her entomb font deep in her pussy and thighs.

cistron felt it time to pleasure himself now. With much of his collected tissue and pulling back a few tentacles. He formed a phallus shaped tentacle while making a few spider like ramification that clung her her house yet heavy bent-grass over hips.

His spit went in hard again. Continuing in a firm succession. The phallic tentacle scoring from under the gored remains of its rib cage, swiftly glided between her ass brass. The long shaft sliding up and down her tight hole.

"cum on, you fucking monster. Waiting for my license ? Fuck that picayune mother fucker like the literal demon you are !"She taunted.

She felt the thing growl on her twat. Felt it's growl reverberate all the way through it's tongue.

She moved her hands back spread her ass cheeked putting her face into the wooden floor.

She felt the long beam coast back until she felt the big meaty tip stop like the heading of a mallet at her tight piffling hole.

She knew this was going to hurt.

The way the insistence felt, the way it was squirming at it.

She really hoped it did hurt.

She wanted it too.

Her eyes popped open with a light but shrill gasp, as the brain got half way through. It pushed further as a hurt fulfil moans escaped her lips while it pushed through her. She felt nailed into the floor between this clapper launching inside her and this new fat penis burying itself deep into her son of a bitch. Her eyes rolling back trying to say anything feeling the two penetrating military group rub against each other inside of her speedster by only layers of flesh.

Pulling in and out as her unit body was shaking.

The stimulus from her mammilla riveting into her pleasure, her whole body tensed up.

She didn't even notice a. Second priapic tentacle sliding between her flaccid cleavage tightly pressed against the trading floor, and rubbing against her pouty lips.

She body convulsed once violently as she grasped at the flooring. Her fingernails clawing at the wooden floor as a powerful coming overwhelmed her.

She gave sudden and flash outbursts of moan trying to curb her cumming. Her mouth exposed and circular in the jolt. That's when the second phallic tentacle from between her breasts moved into her mouth.

She seemed surprise at beginning until she felt the slick feeling a long natural language and a hard cock in her kitty-cat and ass.

She fell face first back into the floor, sucking on the member while stroking it with her off hand.

Her hips moved as she was penetrated deeply. Busy in the front with a long tentacle going deep into her throat.

The beast groaned. He felt his dentition graze the soft sheep pen of her slit lips. His cock pulsing, begging for handout. To explode inside of her holes.

It wanted to hold on but then he felt a pressure build up around his spit. Him a flash he slid his whole spit out which was followed by her groaning harshly with his duck halfway down her throat. Followed by her pussy gushing over his capable mouth and face.

The giant gasped and roared as he came, one phallus exploding deep in her son of a bitch, pushing her limits just a little bit more by going a bit inscrutable as a indorse spray of cum was released into her ass. Matched by the other Phallus unleashing a river of cum down her pharynx. She eagerly swallowed as her nerve went red.

She collapsed on the floor panting and heaving.

The last thing she remembered was passing out on the floor.

When she woke the thing was gone.

But she knew it wasn't a dream.

"So anyway that's my tale ! I had some other fun that week as a barely purpose upper torso with no sleeve. After I grew everything back I did visit her again though. Mmm. The thing I did to her then. The disturbance I had her making. Like making euphony. Anyway. This is just this cryptids write up. squall me gene. ”